"I think that house up ahead looks pretty good, let's park in their yard," Kadar pointed to an estate in front.
It was considered a mansion, with a separate gate and a driveway leading in, three to four meters wide, practical yet not extravagant, similar to the colonial villas in the back from the Nanyang Colony, an unpretentious three stories, good-looking, practical, not complex; two men with guns could easily kill everyone inside.
Ismail, who had just started learning how to drive, turned clumsily and then stared at the house's gate, "The gate is locked, right? Are there any cameras?"
"No cameras, I just checked. Their yard walls are high, and there's barbed wire. It's an old house without any surveillance cameras." Kadar said as he put on a baseball cap and took a crowbar from the back seat, "I'll go down and pry the door open."
"Wait, what if there are cameras inside, at the front of the house or something?"
